Only this green, not disappointing the spring

Shangguan Qingyue sat opposite Wan Linglong with her mother, watching her crying while eating dessert. The two looked at each other distressedly and handed her a handkerchief.

"Good boy, wipe your tears. Such a delicious dessert will lose its taste when mixed with tears.

If you like it, come more often. Yue Er has dozens of kinds of snacks. Auntie has tried them all and they are all delicious!"

Shangguan Qingyue looked at Baili Nanqing in surprise and asked:

"Mother, when did you come to the store so many times? How come your daughter didn't know? Didn't I tell you a long time ago that you can't eat too much sweets at one time?"

Suddenly the secret slipped out, Baili Nanqing subconsciously covered her mouth, then put it down awkwardly.

"Yuer, you misunderstood. I've always remembered what you said. I have so many friends that I deliberately ordered different dishes when I invited them to the restaurant.

After trying them all, I still like the emerald green cake the best. I call, call..."

“Matcha cake.”

Shangguan Qingyue was both angry and amused. Her mother must have used up all her favors in recent times in order to attract customers to her shop.

Wan Linglong looked at the intimate mother and daughter opposite her, and her envy was beyond words. Unlike her and her mother, they were more respectful than close.

Compared with the person opposite, she even suspected that she was just picked up on the street.

In the carriage parked outside Shuiyunjian, the young woman thought her little daughter would follow her, but she waited and waited but no one showed up.

Unable to bear it any longer, he lifted the car curtain and asked outside:

"Miss, why haven't you come out yet?"

The maid sitting on the shaft of the carriage looked hesitant. Because of the glazed windows, and their young lady was sitting next to the window, although she couldn't see the face clearly, she was sure that the figure had not moved at all.

It can only mean that the young lady stayed where she was and had no intention of getting up and leaving. But if she told the truth, it would definitely embarrass the lady. After thinking about it, she could only answer tactfully:

"Madam, the young lady is probably saying goodbye to Madam Shangguan and the young lady. Can I go in and urge them to come?"

The young woman was already furious, and now she was even more furious. She threw down the curtains of the carriage with all her strength, and ignored the maid's question and just coldly ordered:

"Let's go back home. Since she doesn't want to go back with me, then let her stay here! I want to see if she still plans to return to this home!"

The master gave the order, and the servants had no choice but to obey. The little maid sat in a corner of the carriage with a worried look on her face, lowering her head and not daring to say a word.

Wan Linglong glanced out the window from time to time, but the glass window was covered with tiny water droplets and she could hardly see anything.

Baili Nanqing chuckled and asked:

"Why, are you worried that your mother will abandon you?

She has always been like this since she was young, with a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Even if she leaves now, she will definitely send someone to look for you later."

The little girl opened her deer-like eyes and asked a little aggrievedly:

"Aunt Nanqing, do you think I really did something wrong? But I don't like music, chess, calligraphy, or painting at all, but my mother forced me to learn them.

It is said that all ladies of noble families should know these things, but if all ladies of noble families are cast in the same mold, what is the difference between them and puppets?

I even think this is a very sad thing..."

Shangguan Qingyue, who was sitting opposite, couldn't help but clap her hands and exclaim, "What a soulmate!" It was rare to find a girl with such similar values ​​in this time and space.

She couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Sister Linglong, can you tell me what you really like?"

When this was mentioned, the little girl's eyes immediately lit up like stars. She held her chin with both hands and said seriously:

"I like carpentry, repairing houses, tiling, improving carriages, making furniture, carving dolls, and so on. There is nothing I can't do!

Sister Qingyue, if you like it, how about I give you a set of the twelve zodiac animals carved by myself someday?"

Shangguan Qingyue smiled brightly when she heard this. She held the other person's slightly cold hand and said:

"That's great! Next time when you are free, I would like to invite you to visit my Pangui Courtyard. I have a glazed greenhouse, and I hope you can give me some suggestions on the furnishings inside.

If you are willing to take over the carpenter's job, I will pay you the market price!"

When Wan Linglong heard this, she thought there was no point in waiting for another day. She resisted the urge to jump up and lowered her voice:

"Why don't we go now? Otherwise, I don't know when I can go out again..."

Her bright eyes gradually dimmed. She was so excited just now that she forgot that she was still facing many difficulties.

Baili Nanqing felt uncomfortable watching this, and finally made up her mind to take on this troublesome matter.

"Good boy, don't worry. Your aunt will take you home this afternoon. Your father should be home by then, and I will have a good talk with him and his wife.

It is unreasonable to force a donkey to drink water if it doesn't want to. It will only hurt the relationship between mother and daughter."

Shangguan Qingyue felt sorry for her beloved mount, which was too hard for it to carry two people at once, so she just led the horse back home on foot. It was the first time for Wan Linglong to take such a leisurely walk, with a sweet smile on her face.

At a hidden corner there was an exquisite carriage parked. The driver was dozing off on the shaft, and the horse seemed a little restless as it had been standing there for perhaps a long time.

Occasionally, pedestrians would pass by, take a look at the carriage, and then immediately look away, because they found that a corner of the carriage curtain had been lifted. Although they could not see who was sitting inside, they knew it must be someone they could not afford to offend.

The little maid turned her hands countless times, staring out the window without blinking. Just when she was feeling a little dizzy, she finally saw the familiar blue-pink dress.

She turned around hurriedly and said excitedly:

"Madam, the young lady has finally come out! Please come and have a look!"

This woman was none other than Wan who had left in anger earlier. She had ordered the coachman to leave in a rage, but she regretted her decision before they had even walked a few feet.

She has a son and a daughter, both of whom are filial and sensible. Now she and her husband live in harmony, have a son and a daughter, and her parents-in-law are sensible. She lives a happy life.

The only headache is that my youngest daughter's passion runs counter to the demeanor of a lady from a noble family, but seriously it's not a big deal.

She asked the coachman to park the carriage in a secluded place. During the waiting time, she kept reflecting on herself. It seemed that she had listened to Baili Nanqing's words to some extent.

She sat in the carriage without moving, and only asked:

"Did the young lady come out alone?"

"Madam, the young lady came out with the second young lady Shangguan, and did not see Madam Shangguan..."

Before the little maid finished her words, she heard someone knocking on the car window, so she quickly opened the curtain and looked out. What she saw was a gorgeous face, and even though she had seen it many times before, her face still blushed.

"Madam Shangguan, why are you here?"

Baili Nanqing crossed her arms over her chest, looking as if nothing had happened.

"My dear little girl, your habit of regretting your actions after a few moments of impulse has really not changed at all!

My precious daughter was crying so hard in the store, like a poor little girl whose mother didn't want her. Tsk tsk, if you really don't want her anymore, I'll take her home and raise her myself. I never have too many good children."

"You wish! How can I let you take away this beautiful flower that I have raised with so much hardship?"

Wan looked at her good sister with a reproachful look. She was clearly a woman in her thirties, but she acted like a little girl.